the contrast of my warm winter boots nestled between two sets of rubber flip-flops on bare feet struck me. One inmate had carefully written her initials in ink above her toes, because even though they were only rubber flip-flops they were hers, and she wanted to be sure everyone else knew.

Her toenails, peeling shades of different colors, showed hints of a former life where polish was an option -

a life where she was free to do what she wanted.

Now, all of these girls, held captive behind locked doors and wearing matching scrubs, are quickly learning that freedom is something they need in their heart.

They've learned in a very real way that drugs and abuse don't bring freedom even when the doors of life are unlocked.

I'm learning, too, that freedom is something I experience from the inside out.

And that's why last night, I had to go to jail.

I needed to be surrounded by these girls who are hungry for peace, for joy, for God.

I needed to be reminded that God is working in big and mighty ways in the most unexpected places.

I needed to hear their weak but hopeful voices singing praises to a God they are just learning to love.

I told the girls last night they do more for my soul than words can express.

They inspire me.

They make me laugh.

Most of them have every reason in the world to have fallen into a pit,

but they are learning to own up to their mistakes and search for ways to make a better life for themselves and their family.

They are finding freedom in jail.

And if they can find freedom in jail,

can't we find it here in our day-to-day life where doors are unlocked and we can move freely from one place to the next?

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In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog.
Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world.
When Nick went Home in November of 2008, I found myself unable to stop writing. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain.
Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again.
This blog has been and continues to be my therapy while also being my tiny corner of the world in which I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........
My Heart His Words.
Thank you for taking the time to share part of your life with me. If we do not meet while on this planet, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven!
Email me anytime at tammynischan@yahoo.com if you need to talk. I love making new friends, and I know firsthand how painful life can be when you feel alone in your grief or life struggles.
God bless your life today, tomorrow, and the next!
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